I keep trying to fit Santa Royale into the constructs of my own perceived reality, which of course is foolishness. When THE NEW UNIVERSITY DIRECTOR arrived, I assumed the article "the" was linked to the adjective "new," as in the newest director level employee at the university. But now I'm wondering how any newly hired director can help a professor, presumably tenured, maintain his position? Is he Director of Human Resources? From here on, I will replace the phrase THE NEW UNIVERSITY DIRECTOR with KING OF THE SCHOOL and order will once more be restored between my dimension and the Worthiverse.
Toby rarely leaves the compound, so I'm assuming she has sneaked a kiln into her apartment. Definitely a violation of Charterstone regulations. Dang, there I go again, trying to reconcile the Worthiverse with reality.
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Ian has his pupils and, in panel 2, Toby has her PUPILS! Ow!
Toby's right hand is going into orbit.
Call Mary immediately!
Toby needs a cocktail by the pool, STAT! She's mean when she's sober, even whilst sculpting a lovely unicorn.
Toby is a private contractor for The Franklin Mint.
Great ambition Ian has to "maintain" his position. Seems like he'd be striving for more. Like Assistant University Director of Bootlicking.
We can add university organization to the list of things Karen Moy knows nothing about. BTW, for someone who's trying to finagle a better position, Ian already has a spacious office. I'd like to see him stretch his arms over that giant blotter to reach what appears to be a monitor. Where's the keyboard? Or is that a laptop?
So Toby has moved on from painting clowns to sculpting animals! And we thought she spent all her time swigging adult beverages and gossiping with Mary.
Not a clown to be seen, just a mountain landscape. I'm fixated on Toby's animal figurines, though. There.s an elephant, a short-necked giraffe, a doggie, and...um...bear? Pig? Capybara? Somebody help me out, here.
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Not so sure that's a unicorn. Could be a horse with two extra long ears. Maybe that's why she's all upset.
@fauxprof at 9:45 a.m., I can't help with the unidentifiable animal, but that painting is actually the rarely seen Santa Royale aurora borealis.
KM once again delves into a serious marital issue by bringing to light the disrespect and presumption Ian has shown Toby by inviting a dinner guest without adequate notice. How dare he interrupt a homemaker's hobby, especially for personal gain that could affect his professional status. A seven course meal could be prepared in the time it will take her to complain to Mary.
Toby may "cook" dinner by providing a half-empty bag of tortilla chips and an open bottle of tequila with shot glasses. And chin napkins of course.
Too many questions. I can't handle it. I'm still stuck back on "Why is Ian's coat made out of moss?"
Conflict, at last! At least we don't have to watch Adam and whatshername making googly eyes at each other anymore.
Delicious! Thank you, Karen Moy and Joe Giella,for some variety AT LAST!! I am SO looking forward to Mary's advice about Ian's lack of respect for Toby's work. Maybe Toby will be more amenable to cooking dinner if Ian tells her that the "job" he needs help with is "Admissions Ambassador" for Charterstone... The possibilities here are fabulous!!
I'm on Toby's side here. Look at how smug Professor Chinbeard looks as he tells her she has to have a dinner guest at short notice. She can't possibly get dinner ready so quickly. It will take AT LEAST three hours to get that left eyebrow plucked to the point she can receive guests.
The director of garbage needs to be greased. Ian is about
to let go, unless Toby can convince Mr. director to keep
weird beard on staff. Or be transferred to groundkeeper
duties...
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